[Comprehensive] The man on the throne

The wind was blowing slowly, and gently penetrated along the window into the treatment room with layers of white walls and beige curtains.

Outside the window, green leaves fluttered and fell, and on the slender brown branches, there were clever and petite birds jumping lightly, and from time to time, they uttered extremely melodious and beautiful notes from their narrow beaks.

Beatrice didn't care to pay attention to these quiet and somewhat beautiful pictures. She sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Belinda on the bed with a pair of moving blue eyes tenderly and tolerantly, without blinking for a moment.

She leaned down, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Belinda's forehead very carefully.Her light yellow hair drew a beautiful arc in the air with her movement. Although there was some anxiety and worry in her eyes, her every move was still graceful and elegant.

The long skirt was dragged on the ground, stained with a little dust, and the hair was a little messy during the brisk walk.But even so, it still didn't damage her beautiful face and unique temperament.

Belinda's fingers moved, which made Beatrice, who had been watching her, pay attention at once. She looked at her sister who seemed to be waking up with surprise in her eyes.

However, a few minutes passed, and Belinda still did not wake up. Beatrice couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and there were still a few strands of worry that couldn't be ignored.

The medical director at the college said that Belinda had just fallen asleep from exhaustion, but this was the morning of the fifth day.How tired must be to make a person sleep for three full days without eating or drinking?

The final medical instructor couldn't be sure what happened to Belinda's situation, because after the examination, there was no problem with her body function, everything was normal, but she just slept like this for three days and three nights, and Look at this posture, it looks like it's going to sleep forever.

She raised her green fingers, and gently brushed away the broken hair on Belinda's forehead, her tone was full of tenderness and helplessness: "Belinda, little slob, wake up, don't sleep anymore. "She whispered next to her ear, with a look of nostalgia in her eyes.

With a chuckle, she recalled her childhood.Before participating in the selection of the saint, the days when she and Belinda were inseparable.How beautiful the days were at that time, like the most brilliant flowers in March, people are nostalgic.Reminiscing, she slowly talked about the past that was unknowingly buried by time with a slight smile.

"I still remember that you, Belinda, have been snoozing since you were a child. You were always the last one in our family to wake up in the morning. You were not allowed to talk about you when you got up late. Once you talked about you, you would get angry with others and complain loudly with your small mouth. It's an interesting scene..."

"Everyone says Belinda is a lovely child, she is the most beautiful when she smiles."

"I miss the old days, when I didn't have to learn those tedious and profound magical knowledge, and I didn't have to face those rigid and harsh so-called rules.

You and I have nothing to say, we exchange each other's secrets every day, it seems that everything is so harmonious.But when did all of this suddenly change..."

Beatrice frowned, thinking carefully, her final expression showed a hint of clarity.

"It seems to be after I participated in the selection of the saint."

"Belinda, are you blaming me? Are you hating me?"

Belinda, who was lying quietly on the bed, seemed to hear her slightly excited voice, and her expression changed very slightly after these words.

Beatrice: "Belinda... It's not that your parents don't love you. It's not that they are harsh on you, but they love you. You are the heir to take over our family. They are strict with you only for your future and The future of our family.

Unlike you, I am leaving, and because of my identity, I will serve the Lord of Light all my life.So they won't ask too much of me.

Belinda, I used to think about something very far away...the time of your children, your children's children...I couldn't have my own love, I couldn't have my own children, all I had was my faith and you.Belinda, I need you, Mom and Dad need you, we all love you so much.But you always misunderstand us, even if we want to explain, you never even listen. "

Beatrice rested her head gently on her side, watching her eyes with traces of sadness flowing.

The next second, she was stunned.

At some point, the corners of Belinda's eyes were already wet, and the tears slid down her face and onto the white sheets, silently, wet the white, leaving a large area of ​​water stains.

Beatrice: "...Belinda." She looked at her sister who was crying silently, and there was a little more joy in her voice, "Belinda, are you awake? Did you hear my voice?"

But she didn't wake up as Beatrice expected. For a moment, she watched Belinda's originally stretched eyebrows clenched tightly, her lips were pursed and white, and there was a look of pain between her brows.

Beatrice's heart tightened for a moment, she stood up quickly, and chanted the spell with a trembling voice.A very warm and bright light appeared around Belinda, circling and floating around her.

Beatrice carefully observed her face and chanted several spells of light in succession.

This made Belinda's complexion look better, but her deep frown still refused to let go.

Beatrice let out a breath and held onto the bed rail, her face turning pale.So many bright magics consumed a lot of her magic power, which made her a little bit out of power.

Before she had time to sit down and rest for a while, Belinda who was lying on the bed opened her eyes instantly, looking straight ahead.

Beatrice looked at her in surprise: "Belinda?"

Beatrice saw her stare blankly at the white wall in front of her for a full minute.

Beatrice stretched out her hand and waved it slowly in front of her eyes, and grabbed her wrist with both hands.

Beatrice was strangled by her wrist, and soon her fair and delicate skin turned red.Beatrice ignored the throbbing pain from being grasped, but looked at her sister with concern, turned around, bent her body slightly, and faced her face.

"Belinda...?" She called her name tentatively.

Belinda's slack eyes began to focus, and a trace of daze flashed across her eyes quickly but disappeared quickly. The next second, crystal mist began to condense in her eyes.

"Beatrice...I'm back."

Beatrice: "Back?" She grasped the second half of the sentence sensitively, and vaguely felt that the meaning of this sentence was not simple.

Belinda blinked, and tears welled up from her eyes: "Beatrice, I was wrong, I shouldn't have committed suicide."

Beatrice looked at her in puzzlement, her heart dropped suddenly: "Suicide? Belinda, what are you talking about?"

Belinda wiped away her tears and choked up: "Beatrice, since I came back from that trip out of town, it's not me who talks to you."

Startled, Beatrice raised her head suddenly, her eyes pressed down on her eyes: "What do you mean?"

Belinda: "The last time I went out of town alone, it wasn't to relax..."

Belinda's lips parted and closed, telling what had happened.

Belinda finds that things have changed since Beatrice became a candidate for the Holy Maiden.First of all, Beatrice is busy with her studies, and they are in a hurry every time they come back. They can't even meet each other for a year, let alone have any intimate conversations. The so-called skills that nobles should master.

In such a passage of time, the two began to gradually grow into young girls at the right age, but at this time, the distance between them became wider and wider.One has become a saint and is admired by others, while the other has made no progress and is still the same as before.

Belinda can often hear people around her talking about their sisters, usually in amazement at the gap between the two.Hearing these words, Belinda's ears were almost callused, and she understood that she was not as good as Beatrice, who was a saint, nor did she have the talent.Later, listening to these words, she gradually became numb.

It's because those people are outsiders, so she doesn't care about them.But she still can't accept her parents' attitude towards herself and Beatrice.She really didn't understand, and she didn't explain to her, why they are the same parents, why are they tolerant to one daughter and strict to the other daughter?Every time Beatrice came home, everyone seemed to ignore her automatically, and all turned around Beatrice, the saint.

Every time Belinda saw such a scene, she felt very uncomfortable, and the accumulated dissatisfaction finally reached its peak after her father scolded her one day.When she was leaving the city, she suddenly thought, how would those people react if she disappeared?Don't you have to endure so many comparisons and unfairness?This thought could not be suppressed at the beginning, and finally, she acted.

Belinda regretted it the moment she kicked the stone away. The rope under her neck made her face turn red, her feet kicked uncontrollably in the air, and despair and pain began to spread.

The last thing Belinda saw was the green meadow and the trickling brook ahead.

When she regained consciousness, she found that she had been confined in one place, unable to move.But she could see what was going on outside, through her own eyes.

Belinda watched someone manipulate her body and went home, facing the indifference and disdain in her parents' eyes.She saw that person using her body to do a lot of strange things... and she could only watch helplessly as she hurt her relatives but was powerless to stop it. Later, even more terrifying things happened.

She can feel that she is disappearing, sometimes she will fall asleep inexplicably, and it will be a long time when she wakes up again.This time also in a deep sleep, she heard Beatrice's voice.

Listening to Beatrice's words in the dark, she suddenly had the urge to cry.She wants to tell her, what I didn't understand before, I understand now, I understand how you treat me well, I know you love me, and I love you too, but she won't have the opportunity to say this about herself That's it.

Belinda thought desperately.

That's when she discovered that she could control her body!It made her ecstatic!

Then when she opened her eyes, she saw Beatrice.

Belinda: "Beatrice, I..." I really regret it

When she was about to blurt out the following words, she was interrupted by Beatrice, whose face suddenly changed.

Beatrice paled, her hair soaked with sweat, and her eyes were fixed on Belinda.

"Belinda..."

Belinda looked down at herself in astonishment, and at some point, she broke away from her body and floated to the side.

Beatrice didn't have time to wipe off the sweat from the tip of her nose, she looked panicked: "Belinda! What's wrong with you?"

Belinda raised her hands, looked at her fingertips that had become transparent, and smiled wryly: "Beatrice, I... seem to be disappearing."

The tears in Beatrice's eyes fell straight when she heard these words: "Belinda..." She reached out to hold her hands, but passed through her palms and only caught a ball air.

Belinda suppressed the despair in her heart, barely turned a smile, and said softly to her: "Beatrice, this is the consequence of my mistakes, I deserve it, don't be sad." She looked at Beatrice seriously Triss said word by word, "You have to be careful of this person in my body. She is very powerful and has practiced dark magic. Beatrice, is your paladin Kevin? And he, you also have to Be careful, replace him if necessary, don't dwell on old love."

She repeated it, her voice solemn, her eyes fixed on her: "Beatrice, do you hear that?"

Beatrice nodded with tears in her eyes.

Belinda showed a reassuring smile, reached out and hugged her gently: "Thank you, Beatrice."

Beatrice bent her lips, showing the ugliest smile she had ever seen in her life, and just watched her figure gradually disappear into the air.Her gaze circled the room again and again, and when she felt the silence of the air, tears began to flow down.

——a 'squeak' sound

The closed door was pushed open, Beatrice wiped her tears and looked up.

"Second Highness?!" She looked at Wang Jiu in surprise. "How did you come?"

Wang Jiu's eyes paused on her tear-stained face, his eyes were gentle, his tone was kind, and he handed over the handkerchief: "Are you okay?"

Beatrice took it and wiped her face with a handkerchief indiscriminately, she knew she must look very embarrassed now.She lowered her eyes, quietly concealed the embarrassment in her eyes, and said softly, "Thank you."

Wang Jiu: "Look." As he spoke, he spread his hands, and saw a crystal necklace lying quietly in the smooth and white palm.

Beatrice raised her head: "This...is this?"

Wang Jiu: "Belinda's soul fragment."

Beatrice's eyes lit up, looking at the necklace in his hand: "Soul Fragment?"

Wang Jiu nodded and handed the necklace to her.

Beatrice carefully held the necklace in her hand, looked up at him, and said with a little more vigilance in her tone: "How did you get it, and what do you know?" After finishing speaking, she was also caught by her stern tone Surprised, she moved her fingers a little helplessly.

Wang Jiu didn't care much about her questioning tone, her expression was as flat as ever.

He said slowly: "I know a little more than you. As for Belinda's soul fragment, I just put it in the necklace outside the door."

Beatrice gripped the necklace tightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally said thank you.

Because of Rodney's relationship, she didn't have a good impression of Isidor.Coupled with her own identity, it was hard for her not to guess Isidor's real purpose.

But after all, they gave her such an important thing, saying thank you is not enough, she owed Isidore a favor, she thought secretly in her heart.

She put the necklace away and hesitated to speak to Wang Jiu.

"that……"

Knowing what she wanted to ask, Wang Jiu shook her head: "This is only a small part of her soul, and it cannot bring her back to life."

Beatrice: "What if it's all the souls? Is it okay?"

Wang Jiu glanced at her lightly, and explained: "This is the only thing left of Belinda's soul."

What he meant was very straightforward, that is, don't bother, resurrection is impossible.

Beatrice's eyes dimmed, and she looked at the crystal necklace she had placed in silence.

Wang Jiu is not someone who has nothing to say, not to mention that Beatrice doesn't want to speak now, she has done what she should do, and he is about to leave.

At this time, the sound from outside the door made him stop.